Out Foxed by Fox novel Chapter 4

The heavy weight of her breast was soft and warm in his hand, and he groaned as her nipple pressed against his palm, his fingers automatically closing around the offering of flesh. How incredibly lowering to discover that his cock throbbed even harder, not caring that this wasn't his or Ella's choice.

Aware of the eyes around them, although doing his best to ignore them, Ander reached up to cup both of her breasts in his hands. To his surprise, Ella let out a breathy little moan as he gently squeezed. It soothed his feelings somewhat to know that his touch wasn't completely repellent to her. Unless of course, she was pretending that he was Mitch... which he would kind of understand, even if it was still a little lowering that she might be imagining her cheating ex.

But if that's what it took, then that's what it took. He certainly wasn't going to blame her for doing whatever she could.

Still... he did not need to think of Freya. All he had to do was forget the other people in the room, forget the gag in his mouth, forget the room itself, and focus on Ella, and his cock was hard as a rock. Warm, soft, sweet curves, her skin like silk under his hands. Another time, another place... so he did his best to pretend.

Plucking at her nipples, he watched her face closely, seeing the muscles relax there as he gently caressed her. After seeing Fox's rougher handling, he wanted to be as gentle as possible while he fondled her.

"Good. Now lift her onto the bed."

Ander's jaw clenched, making it ache even more around the gag, as he felt Ella shiver in response to Fox's command. Couldn't the damn man just let them be? Just for a few minutes?

But he couldn't risk disobedience, not with Ella so vulnerable at the moment. They were surrounded on every side by Fox's men, Ella was frightened and exhausted, and he wasn't much better. With Fox's threats hanging over their heads, it would be stupid to tempt even the tiniest bit of disobedience. If Ander didn't follow Fox's orders, it could very well be Ella who paid the price.

His eyes slid over to the side where Jackson was sitting with Emilia on his lap. The tiny blonde was crying, her eyes closed, with Jackson's arms wrapped around her, one large hand fondling her small breast. There was more than just Ella and his fate riding on his obedience as well.

Sliding his hands down to Ella's hourglass waist, he gently lifted her a few inches to the bed, scooting her back so that all of her weight was on the bed. Those big, serious hazel eyes gazed up at him through thick lashes. At least she wasn't crying anymore, even though her eyes were red-rimmed and her lips swollen from the crying she'd been doing earlier. Ander touched her cheek, sweeping back some of her hair that was stuck to the dried tears.

"Lay down, Pet."

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With her legs hanging off the bed, Ella closed her eyes again and obeyed. Everything felt so surreal right now. Ander's lips were stretched around that awful gag, making his expressions distorted, but she could see the worry in his eyes. Mostly she had been worried that he wouldn't be able to do it, to go through with it. And she would so much rather him than Fox.

Somehow, even though she would not have chosen to have sex with Ander if she hadn't been forced into the situation, it was less of a violation. At least she knew Ander, had talked with him, trusted him.

Laid out in front of him, she felt much more vulnerable. Having his big, muscled body so close to hers had made her at least FEEL more protected even though she'd known it was an illusion. It was obvious that Ander wanted to protect her, and would do whatever he had to. Even have sex with her.

Logically she understood his reluctance, but at the same time, she'd felt strangely rejected when he'd hesitated. Even though she knew he wasn't rejecting her, just the situation. Stupid to feel like he was. The fact that he was hard, now, was both reassuring and a little frightening. Looking up at him, she could see both hesitation and desire in his eyes.

She did her best not to look past him, but she couldn't help seeing Fox standing just a few feet from them to the side of Ander, watching them hungrily. It made her heart pound faster as her body tensed, the desire to flee welling up inside of her.

"Fuck her, toy."

She'd turned her head to the side, away from Fox, and she found herself looking straight at the blonde - Emilia. The young woman was sitting on Jackson's lap, facing away from the huge man, with one muscular arm wrapped around her and crossing her body to squeeze her breast. He'd positioned her so that her legs were on either side of his, and then he'd spread his thighs, forcing her to spread her legs even wider than his own, and his other hand was covering the pink flesh between... his fingers were very, very busy. Tears streamed down from those blue eyes, but Ella could see that Emilia’s nipples were hard, the fleeting look of shame as she met Ella's gaze said that she was reluctantly enjoying Jackson's caresses just as Ella was reluctantly enjoying the way Ander was fucking her.

The big man had his face buried in Emilia’s shoulder, obviously kissing and suckling on her neck. The blonde was staring at Ella and Ander with a kind of horrified fascination, and Ella suddenly realized that she was staring at Emilia and Jackson in the same way. It was like watching a train wreck that was somehow erotic; she couldn't look away even though she wanted to.

Her pussy was becoming wetter, making sloppy noises as Ander pushed in and out, his thrusts coming harder and faster at just the right time to force her body to respond with pleasure. Watching Jackson's glistening fingers stroking Emilia’s folds, she knew that the other woman was facing the same dilemma; and for some sick reason, it was all turning her on.

Ella moaned, dragging her gaze away, horrified at her reactions, only to find herself staring into Fox's glittering eyes. He'd moved closer so that he was almost touching Ander, his lips parted with anticipation as he watched her. Somehow he knew... he knew that she was close, that she was going to orgasm while Ander fucked her, even though she didn't want to.

It should have dampened her response, it should have made the pleasure subside, but Ander's body pressed hard against her swollen clit, and Ella found herself crying out, her hips lifting as she stared into Fox's triumphant green eyes. The shameful pleasure seemed to burst out of her core, her body rippling and shaking with pleasure as she clenched down on Ander's cock.

A ragged groan tore from his throat, muffled by the gag but audible, as her pussy convulsed around him. His hands tightened on her waist as he pounded faster, harder, and Ella clutched at the bed beneath her as the ecstasy spiraled wildly out of control. Tears leaked from her eyes, which she squeezed shut as a defense against Fox's eager eyes.

Ander's cock pulsed inside of her and as he groaned again, she realized he was cuming. Hot liquid sprayed her insides, causing her to gasp as her pussy milked him, eagerly accepting the offering as it set off another wave of rapture that rippled through her body.

Then he slumped over her, his muscular chest heaving, bending her completely in half as the strength and fight seemed to go out of him. She didn't even whimper a protest - thanks to her fitness training she was very flexible, and she completely understood why he was so spent. Every single one of her muscles felt languid as if her climax had also relieved her body of all the stress and tension that it had been carrying since she'd woken up in that awful cell.

Behind Ander, Fox sighed a deep, satisfying sound. "You two are going to give me so much pleasure. And now it's my turn."